The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

Not long after Jinjiu left, the demonic aura outside Qinglong Town became increasingly strong.Ordinary people can't feel it, but I can clearly feel the evil spirit growing like a newborn baby.

"Meow."

Hearing Kong Ling's call, I hurriedly looked away, lowered my head and asked, "Kong Ling, have you found out about Qinglian?"

"Meow." Kong Ling shook his head.

I anxiously glanced outside the door.Since Jinjiu left, Qinglian has also disappeared for no reason.Although I wanted to search, I couldn't find any spiritual power about her.Although Qinglian's mana is not low, I'm always in a state of anxiety.After some hesitation, he finally decided to close the door of the restaurant and stay in the room on the second floor of the restaurant all day.Fortunately, Prime Minister Turtle would show up every now and then to persuade me to go back to the Dragon Palace. When I deliberately teased Prime Minister Turtle, the time was not so difficult to pass.

"Alas. Qinglian, where did you go?" I fell powerlessly on the table and lamented.At this moment, a cloud of water vapor gradually appeared in the house.I am very familiar with it, this is the spell of the Dragon Clan.I yawned and said lazily, "Prime Minister Turtle, don't worry about it when you are old."

In the ear, there was no sound of the tortoise's joy, and even Kong Ling no longer yelled as presumptuously as usual, and deliberately bit the tortoise's lapel, but made a low hum.

I realized something was wrong, turned around, but froze in place again.

Surrounded by schools of colorful fish, there is a huge ray. On the wide and flat body of the ray, there is a gorgeous soft couch seat.Further up, you can see the dragon robe made of blue silkworms, the crown made of 9000-year-old pearls, the dragon horns impregnated with spiritual power for thousands of years, and the face that is not angry but mighty.

"Father... king."

The royal father slowly descended from his mount, waved his sleeves, and the many aquariums behind him disappeared into the air.He stared at me for a long time, and called out in a trembling voice: "Long'er..."

My eye sockets instantly turned red.In the whole world, only my father calls me Long Er.He said that although the names of the dragons of the West Sea all have the word 'dragon' in their names, I am the only one who is qualified to be called Long'er.Because, I am the whole West Sea.All the treasures in the West Sea are inferior to me, and any dragon clan in the West Sea is not as noble as me.

"Father..." My voice couldn't help choking, "Father, you shouldn't have left West Sea to find me, you shouldn't."

"Long'er, do you really want to get rid of all ties with Xihai? Father knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances. After you were demoted to the mortal world, father has been secretly sending the Shui Clan to find your whereabouts. But... for the Feng Clan, What can we do." The father sighed helplessly: "All the immortals could see the queen mother's partiality back then, but the father was unable to keep you, so it is only natural for you to resent the father..."

"No, no, Huan'er never resented his father. It was Huan'er... who dragged Xihai down, the brother who hurt... the brother and sister-in-law who hurt..." When I said this, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, Falling down wantonly, "Besides, the queen mother said that in the mortal world, you are not allowed to associate with any old friends of the fairy family. Father... I have collected a lot of souls in this 160. One day, Huan'er will return to the West Sea in a justifiable way." Huan'er will definitely come back, because Xihai is Huan'er's home!"

"Long'er... Long'er..." My father held my hand in distress, his eyes were filled with unbearable distress.

This divine dragon that is admired by mortals, feared by the dragon clan, and relied on by the West Sea, is like a loving father in front of me.No matter what I do wrong, I can't bear to blame, my father.Not long after Jinjiu left, the demonic aura outside Qinglong Town became increasingly strong.Ordinary people can't feel it, but I can clearly feel the evil spirit growing like a newborn baby.

"Meow."

Hearing Kong Ling's call, I hurriedly looked away, lowered my head and asked, "Kong Ling, have you found out about Qinglian?"

"Meow." Kong Ling shook his head.

I anxiously glanced outside the door.Since Jinjiu left, Qinglian has also disappeared for no reason.Although I wanted to search, I couldn't find any spiritual power about her.Although Qinglian's mana is not low, I'm always in a state of anxiety.After some hesitation, he finally decided to close the door of the restaurant and stay in the room on the second floor of the restaurant all day.Fortunately, Prime Minister Turtle would show up every now and then to persuade me to go back to the Dragon Palace. When I deliberately teased Prime Minister Turtle, the time was not so difficult to pass.

"Alas. Qinglian, where did you go?" I fell powerlessly on the table and lamented.At this moment, a cloud of water vapor gradually appeared in the house.I am very familiar with it, this is the spell of the Dragon Clan.I yawned and said lazily, "Prime Minister Turtle, don't worry about it when you are old."

In the ear, there was no sound of the tortoise's joy, and even Kong Ling no longer yelled as presumptuously as usual, and deliberately bit the tortoise's lapel, but made a low hum.

I realized something was wrong, turned around, but froze in place again.

Surrounded by schools of colorful fish, there is a huge ray. On the wide and flat body of the ray, there is a gorgeous soft couch seat.Further up, you can see the dragon robe made of blue silkworms, the crown made of 9000-year-old pearls, the dragon horns impregnated with spiritual power for thousands of years, and the face that is not angry but mighty.

"Father... king."

The royal father slowly descended from his mount, waved his sleeves, and the many aquariums behind him disappeared into the air.He stared at me for a long time, and called out in a trembling voice: "Long'er..."

My eye sockets instantly turned red.In the whole world, only my father calls me Long Er.He said that although the names of the dragons of the West Sea all have the word 'dragon' in their names, I am the only one who is qualified to be called Long'er.Because, I am the whole West Sea.All the treasures in the West Sea are inferior to me, and any dragon clan in the West Sea is not as noble as me.

"Father..." My voice couldn't help choking, "Father, you shouldn't have left West Sea to find me, you shouldn't."

"Long'er, do you really want to get rid of all ties with Xihai? Father knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances. After you were demoted to the mortal world, father has been secretly sending the Shui Clan to find your whereabouts. But... for the Feng Clan, What can we do." The father sighed helplessly: "All the immortals could see the queen mother's partiality back then, but the father was unable to keep you, so it is only natural for you to resent the father..."

"No, no, Huan'er never resented his father. It was Huan'er... who dragged Xihai down, the brother who hurt... the brother and sister-in-law who hurt..." When I said this, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, Falling down wantonly, "Besides, the queen mother said that in the mortal world, you are not allowed to associate with any old friends of the fairy family. Father... I have collected a lot of souls in this 160. One day, Huan'er will return to the West Sea in a justifiable way." Huan'er will definitely come back, because Xihai is Huan'er's home!"

"Long'er... Long'er..." My father held my hand in distress, his eyes were filled with unbearable distress.

This divine dragon that is admired by mortals, feared by the dragon clan, and relied on by the West Sea, is like a loving father in front of me.No matter what I do wrong, I can't bear to blame, my father.